Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The audience was filled with enthusiastic cheers and shouts from the players.

"Brother Kuangchao, charge!"

"For Ohm Messiah!"

The name "Steel Frenzy" fills the battlefield, but there are only a few people who support the troubled times, only a few acquaintances of relatives and friends.

In the audience, Brother Wang of Building Materials burst into tears and whispered: "Come on, Fusheng, you are the last hope for civilian players."

"Emperor Perseverance, come on!"

"Brother Fusheng!"

The younger brothers behind the Building Materials King also cheered softly.

"Players on both sides please take your seats."

The pleasant voice of the commentator came from above the arena.

This commentator is also a popular player and is well-known among the majority of players for her voice and appearance. Her nickname is "Hongfeng".

"You can see that everyone's emotions are extremely high."

"It's no wonder. The player on the red side is the president of the Mechanicus, a well-known professional player - Iron Frenzy. As the first Artificer player, Iron Frenzy is very powerful. The Guardian Armor he built It is an extremely perfect piece of equipment and a perfect fusion of technology and magic. It has a force field shield and elemental lightning cannon..."

"Steel Frenzy!"

"The flesh and blood are weak and the machine is soaring!"

The players in the audience burst into another round of cheers.

"Haha, it seems that the Iron Frenzy players are very popular."

"And our blue player is in troubled times..."

Hong Maple is a little stuck.

She looked down at the almost blank information with only a few lines. After organizing her words for a while, she continued: "He is also a player who has reached level eight."

"You must know that the players in Troubled Times only entered the game during the Northern War. Now they have reached the level limit. They are also very persevering players. Their strength cannot be underestimated."

"Hongfeng is so gentle."

"This guy is a bit miserable. He encounters an opponent of this level when he goes out."

This time there was not much sound.

Hearing the commentator's words, Chaos Fusheng's mouth twitched.

At this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and play.

Chaos Fusheng walked to the field with heavy footsteps, and with the trembling of the ground and the sound of "boom" and "boom", Steel Frenzy also drove forward step by step in the arcane armor.

There are two figures, one big and one small.

The six-meter-high armor and the ordinary human players stood together like this. The contrast was particularly brutal. The shadow cast by the armor could completely cover the chaos in the world.

Obviously, this is an unfair contest.

Luanshi Fusheng tried his best to raise his head and stared at the professional master in the cockpit - Steel Frenzy. His hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

calm.

Can't be afraid.

Even professional players are not invincible.

Even this huge iron lump in front of you will never be invincible, it will definitely have its weaknesses.

In troubled times, you are a man who wants to become a professional player and win the Dragon Flame Championship - how can you fail in this small qualifier? !

Thinking of this, Chaos Fusheng looked at Steel Frenzy with an increasingly determined look, and various tactics and ideas were constructed in his mind.

Such a huge enemy must not have high mobility.

As long as you use the Confused Tracking Step to get closer, the opponent will definitely not be able to react.

Then a sliding shovel comes behind the opponent and uses the long sword in his hand to hit continuously with heavy blows, which can directly kill the driver and end the game completely.

Start your career as the famous leader of the Mechanical Deep God Church!

Become famous in one battle! Become a god directly!

That's it!

The hand holding the sword in troubled times trembled more and more violently, but this time it was because of nervousness and excitement.

Mechanical Frenzy also looked down at his opponent through the tempered glass cover of the cockpit, scratched his head, and felt a little baffled.

"No, this guy looks so weird, it makes me feel a little bit hairy."

"Forget it, hurry up and clear the preliminaries. There are still a lot of projects in the guild waiting for me to coordinate. The geneticist and blacksmith bosses in the guild are quarreling over funds again. I'm tired."

"Speaking of which-"

"How to lose Gundam Face Rider?"

The audience's enthusiasm was still high, and cheers and shouts continued one after another.

The voice of the commentator echoed over the venue, especially clear.

"Both parties please be ready."

"three two……"

"one."

"Game start."

Before the referee finished speaking, Chaos Fusheng took a few steps back and came to a relatively safe distance.

He observed his opponent from a distance, his expression resolute and his mind working rapidly.

You must find the opponent's flaws and strive to kill with one blow!

He only has one chance!

"We can see that the contestant Turbulent Times is very cautious. He chooses to distance himself first."

"But the official information shows that his professional branch is Champion Warrior, and he should use melee and heavy attacks as his main output method. He must have his own unique strategy."

"Oh? We saw that the Iron Frenzy players chose to use elemental lightning cannons directly! For artificers, this may be the best output distance!"

In the cockpit, Steel Frenzy pushed the lever and muttered: "It's better to speed up the competition. I heard that they are about to use armor to fight the synthetic beasts..."

I saw the muzzle of the left arm of the [Guardian] armor emitting dazzling lightning, and arcs of electricity danced across the entire armor surface.

"boom!"

A lightning pillar as thick as a bowl suddenly shot out from it, heading straight for the troubled world in the distance.

"He can't move now!"

"It's now!"

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Chaos Shi Fusheng's eyes. He gripped the sword tightly, and the silver bracelet on his wrist flashed.

Mizongbu!

"boom!"

The blue-white lightning pillar blasted towards the original location of Chaos Fusheng, creating a huge crater, but there was no one there, leaving only a thin silver-white smoke.

Meanwhile, Chaos Fusheng appeared behind the armor out of thin air, holding a long sword.

"Ouch!"

Everyone let out a cry of surprise.

The commentator was also a little surprised: "Unexpected!"

"We can see that the players in Troubled Times used the Lost Step to reach the blind spot of the players in Steel Frenzy! Could a miracle really happen?"

Chaos Fusheng clenched the [Sword of Chill] in his hand and strode towards the steel frenzy. He was actually sliding and shoveling!

That's it!

Let’s hit the armor with a powerful punch!

In the flash of lightning, Chaos Fusheng jumped up high and struck directly at the back of the arcane armor - where the cockpit of Steel Frenzy was located.

The players in the audience were also in an uproar and held their breath.

Do miracles really happen?

"when--"

Only a crisp sound was heard.

Chaos Fusheng flew directly backwards, and the long sword was also shaken by the strong reaction force and flew away from his hand, stuck in the ground.

It turns out that a solid force field shield emerged behind the arcane armor!

The arcane armor wrapped inside was unscathed.

"How can it be?"

Chaos Fusheng fell to the ground, looking shocked.

The commentator was also quite surprised and spoke faster: "The idea of ​​sneak attack from behind the players in Troubled Times has failed!"

"I didn't expect that Iron Frenzy players also have force field shields behind their backs! You must know that this kind of constant force field protection spell is extremely expensive. Just a small piece costs hundreds of gold coins..."

Steel Frenzy chuckled, controlled the armor, and turned around slowly: "After the last time my equipment was exploded by a sneak attack, I learned the hard way and found that a full-body shield is the way to go!"

"I call this - Turtle Shell Tactics!"

Chaos Fusheng looked at the steel mania that was laughing wildly, and cursed in his heart: "This is just throwing money away!"

He raised his hands with grief and anger, pointed at Steel Frenzy and said: "Referee, he fouled!"

"Feel sorry……"

Steel Frenzy controlled the armor, raising its fist which was bigger than an iron pot, and the thrusters behind its elbows spurted out flames, accumulating terrifying power.

"boom!"

With one punch, the ground shook and dust flew up.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a large crater appeared on the ground, and Chaos Fusheng was beaten to a bloody pulp. He was obviously dead.

"this is an accident!"

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind before the black screen.

"Financial resources are also part of strength!"

"This is how we, the artificers, fight!"

A hearty smile appeared on Steel Frenzy's face. The huge arcane mecha raised its fist high and bursts of steam erupted from behind.

The battle ended too quickly, and the commentator's mood was not high: "An unquestionable crushing victory!"

"Let us congratulate the Steel Frenzy player for winning this round!"

"Ohhhhhh!"

"Brother Kuangchao is invincible!"

"The flesh and blood are weak and the machine is soaring!"

"No, buddy, it's over now? Just one punch and you're gone?"

In the game cabin, Chaos Fusheng, who is waiting for resurrection, is browsing the forum to see if anyone has mentioned him.

Soon, he turned to a video, and his face became a little ugly - "Artificers are the future!" Iron Frenzy Kills Level 8 Warriors with One Punch"

And he, in troubled times, was the poor background.

[Good boy, this hurts. 】

[Brother Kuangchao is still fierce]

[What does this magic weapon have to do with him? Just crush him with equipment. Give me so much money and I can beat him even more beautifully! 】

[The guy on the opposite side doesn’t seem to be weak, but he’s just unlucky to meet a big guy like Steel Frenzy. 】

[Isn’t this the Emperor of Perseverance? 】

[Indeed, with his perseverance to reach level eight, I couldn’t do it. 】

Turning to this point, Troubled Times Fusheng's expression softened slightly.

"That's right, I'm obviously just unlucky. It's an honor to lose to a player like Iron Frenzy."

"What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger! Those trials and setbacks will only make me stronger!"

He clenched his fists and his eyes became determined again.

"Then. I'm sorry, my future opponents, I will not lose any of the next games!"

Players participating in the competition can get free "quick resurrection" service, but the experience of death penalty cannot be returned.

Fortunately, he had accumulated a lot of experience in troubled times, allowing him to remain at level eight without losing levels.

As the server is about to be shut down, the schedule is very tight, and the next game in troubled times will be in the near future.

But this time, he spent all his savings and bought a fine armor from the Imperial Ordnance Department.

This time, he is bound to win!

An hour and a half later, the first division.

"No. 22054, troubled times."

Under the spotlight of everyone, the resurrected Chaos Fusheng appeared again, his eyes filled with the confidence of victory.

He was even waving to the audience, getting people talking.

"Isn't this the guy who was just defeated by the Iron Frenzy?"

"What? He is the one-punch warrior?"

"This guy is a bit miserable. I wonder who his opponent will be this time."

Listening to these chaotic discussions, Luanshi Fusheng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth secretly, and showed a smile that pretended to be relaxed on his face.

The failure just now was just an accident. Next, he will show his true strength that will make everyone look at him with admiration!

This is the beginning of his career!

"No. 00023, Dawei Tianlong."

The referee's voice sounded again, and the smile on Luanshi Fusheng's face froze.

He raised his head and saw a bald monk with a height of nearly three meters and gnarled muscles appearing in the corridor opposite.

The monk grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, and waved to the audience with his arms that were thicker than the torso of an ordinary person.

His figure was like a perfect sculpture, and the top of his head was reflecting a dazzling light.

"Dawei Tianlong! The god of monks!"

"Is this the president of the [Shaolin Temple] guild? The leader of the Eighteen Arhats?"

"That's him!"

"It is said that this guy took a high concentration of dragon blood potion, but did not grow scales, but instead had the muscle strength of a human-shaped dragon!"

"It's really terrifying!"

"Speaking of which, that buddy is a bit unlucky. Why does he always run into such a monster?"

The commentator introduced the information of both sides, and the referee gave the order, and the game began.

"We can see that Dawei Tianlong is extremely terrifying in both strength and speed, reaching an inhuman level"

Flying over the eaves and walls!

The bald monk suddenly kicked the ground and stepped out two small pits on the ground.

Accompanied by the flying dust, he jumped more than ten meters high and directly crossed the entire venue. The shiny bald head shone in the sun.

"Damn it."

Luanshi Fusheng raised his head in disbelief, and subconsciously used his hands to block the overly dazzling light.

"Boom!"

Falling lightly!

Granite splashed!

The mighty dragon landed beside Luanshi Fusheng, but he himself was unscathed, without any damage from the fall.

Barehanded against weapons, no armor against armored, the advantage is mine!

Right now, strengthen the heavy attack!

Luanshi Fusheng swung his sword fiercely, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and directly hit the opponent's sculpted body.

"Prajna Buddha, Prajna Bama Boom!"

Shocking Fist!

The bald monk swung a punch, and the casserole-sized fist was accompanied by a majestic true energy, all of which hit Luanshi Fusheng.

"Boom!"

The powerful airflow suddenly hit, leaving a deep fist mark on Luanshi Fusheng's chest armor.

His armor was shattered, and he himself flew back more than ten meters, fell to the ground, and was dying.

"Crash!"

It seemed that Luanshi Fusheng's dream of winning the championship was also shattered along with the armor.

Dawei Tianlong laughed out loud, revealing a mouthful of equally dazzling white teeth: "Young man, the monk's fist is the strongest weapon!"

"Another crushing victory, let us congratulate Dawei Tianlong for winning this game!"

"Similarly, we should also learn from Luanshi Fusheng's... uh, strong perseverance, this spirit of never giving up in the face of setbacks is worth learning for all of us."

"Fuck me"

"Bang!"

Before Luanshi Fusheng finished speaking, the screen went black again.

The true energy in his body exploded!

Dawei Tianlong scratched his bald head embarrassedly, and said with a wry smile: "Hahaha, my strength has increased too fast recently, and I haven't fully mastered the use of true energy yet"

"The monk is the strongest profession! Dawei Tianlong killed the eighth-level armored warrior with one move! 》

[A muscle monster like Dawei Tianlong has nothing to do with us ordinary players. ]

[Yes, there are many such monsters among the internal test players. ]

[Speaking of which, why is the background board this time this guy named Fusheng Ruomeng again? 】

【What kind of luck is this? Is he going to compete with Charlotte for the title of the No. 1 non-African? 】

"It's Luanshi Fusheng!"

Lying powerlessly in the game cabin, Luanshi Fusheng was filled with grief and anger and couldn't help shouting.

This battle was not his fault.

It was because the enemy was too strong, the field was too unfamiliar, and the equipment was too poor.

How could a normal person deal with a monster like the Great Dragon? It was normal for him to lose so badly this time.

Many players on the forum expressed deep sympathy for him.

"There is one last chance to play."

The last bit of determination in Luanshi Fusheng's eyes was revealed. He couldn't give up yet!

Even if he couldn't advance successfully, he had to leave a beautiful victory!

Leave his good name in this arena!

This is Luanshi Fusheng's last chance to turn things around, and it is also his last fight!

Now people have noticed him one after another. As long as he fights well in this turnaround, it is not impossible for him to enter a wealthy family!

In the game cabin, Luan Shi Fu Sheng clenched his fist again: "This time, no matter what kind of opponent I meet, I can't relax."

An hour and a half later, it was still the first competition area.

"No. 00325, I'm going to eat steamed buns."

Before the referee finished speaking, a heated discussion broke out in the audience again.

"It's the old thief Mantou!"

"This old pigeon hasn't updated for two months, and he's obsessed with catching players every day!"

"Come on, send him home quickly! I want to see his update video!"

"It's okay. I have confidence in Mantou. Mantou is so weak. He will go home by himself. We don't need to worry about him."

"Hahahaha! He will go home, Lao Mantou."

In the player channel, Luanshi Fusheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and the expression on his face became a little happy.

Listening to these audiences, his opponent today should be weak?

Finally got a soft persimmon!

Luanshi Fusheng is obsessed with liver tasks every day and has not watched Mantou's videos, but he also knows that there is such an entertainment up master.

Great, since he is an entertainment up master, how strong can he be? Most of them are just casual players, and they can't compete with a liver emperor like him.

Can't beat the local warriors and muscle monsters, and can't beat you, a small entertainment up master?

Finally have a chance to prove your strength!

Luanshi Fusheng's hand holding the sword trembled again because of excitement. This time he really wants to win!

Half a minute later, Luanshi Fusheng looked at the two-legged dragon hovering in the sky and the hideous shadow passing by on the ground, with a trance.

What happened to this world?

Why do players who work so hard like him always encounter such monsters?

"Referee, he cheated."

"This is an individual competition, and monsters like flying dragons can also participate. Isn't this obviously looking for external aid?"

He pointed his finger to the sky, and his resolute face was already numb.

The referee reminded: "The contracted mount of the wyvern profession [Red Scale Conqueror] belongs to the player's personal property and meets the requirements of the competition."

Luanshi Fusheng stood on the ground, looking at the flying dragon hovering in the sky, wanting to cry but not tears.

He has close-range means, but he can't fly?

Does he have to jump and chop down both the man and the dragon?

And you, an entertainment anchor, how can you be the [Red Scale Conqueror], which is known as the strongest advanced profession of warriors?

You killed him, a [Champion Warrior], in seconds in all aspects.

Where is the entertainment up master?

The information provided by this group of viewers is wrong!

However, the cruel reality has left no time for him to be sad, and he still has to consider how to deal with this enemy from the sky.

"Ah--"

"Mian Noodles, follow me."

A hoarse dragon roar came from the sky, Mantou's excited cry, and the whistling sound of the wing membrane cutting through the air

Accompanied by the war cry, Mantou's blood resonated with the flying dragon, producing a powerful pressure close to the roar of a real dragon, as if the shadow of a red dragon appeared behind him.

"Shua--"

Luan Shi Fu Sheng was unable to dodge and was directly pierced through the chest by the lance.

"Well, it's still a crushing victory. It seems that the player Luanshi Fusheng was not prepared for the air raid."

"Let's congratulate the player I go to eat steamed bread for winning this game."

"Did Lao Man win?"

"What the hell?"

"No, buddy, you thought he was really bad, but he just looked bad compared to those professional bosses."

"Think about it, the Dragon Blood Baron of the Burning Empire, the Senior Sheriff and the Red Scale Conqueror, how could he be a bad player?"

"It's okay, this is just the preliminaries, don't worry, everyone, in the elimination round, the old thief Mantou will crash the plane! He is really a bad player!"

"I am a real fan of Mantou, I can't win at all!"

"Speaking of which, this guy named Fusheng Ruomeng is really miserable. He finally signed up for a competition, but he only played three games in total and met 2.5 professional players. His luck can really be compared with Charlotte's."

"Huh? Duo Shao? (Element Perception)"

"What do you mean by 2.5 professional players? Who are you implying? No way, it can't be Mantou, right?"

"Le, it's good to give Lao Man 0.5."

"It's not Fusheng Ruomeng, it's Luanshi Fusheng——"

Luanshi Fusheng, who fell to the ground, shouted in his heart, but as the blood circulated, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.

You guys who are cheating, can you restrain yourself and leave a way out for ordinary players?

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind.

Luanshi Fusheng, dead.

In the end, Luanshi Fusheng became popular among the player community as he wished.

With the momentum of the preliminaries, he also became a well-known figure on the forum.

The post with him as the theme, not the background board, once topped the hot list of the forum, and was so popular that it even surpassed many star players including Xia Ye Qiu Yu.

However, the way he became popular may be a little different from what he imagined.

The title is as follows:

《The unbeaten myth in the qualifiers! Three fights with professional guys in troubled times!》

Well, the deviation is not much, just replacing "unbeaten" with "unbeatable".

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